Movie Night Perch

The living room was dim, illuminated only by the flickering glow of the television playing an action movie. I stepped across the cushions to find a good viewing spot. Near the armrest, a folded fleece throw blanket lay flat with the black remote control resting on top. I walked over, planted my hind legs, and sank down low into the soft fabric. I stretched my neck out and rested my chin directly across the smooth rubber keys of the remote. Whenever loud explosions rumbled from the speakers, the vibration hummed right against my jaw. I stayed quiet, watching the bright colors dance across the room.